So many have died, so many out of their minds
Ask me, I'm not blind, I can, I can read all the signs
Questioning it
Need now, yeah
Ask me, I'm not blind, I can, I can read all the signs
Mental state that takes strength to avoid
Sorted out one way or not we all have that day
Which ever feeling you voice
Thank your lucky stars, you've got it good, it's not hard
I've an ache and a loss for words
Thank your lucky stars, you've got it good, it's not hard
'Cause what's the point of living that way
All the hostility and fear should be challenged
We're in a place I thought we'd never get
And what's the point nothing so slight
So many close their minds to what others say
A break from all the sadness is what I
And what's the point nothing so dull
It's a mistake to be paranoid
For apathy I sense in the herd
But I do not know how we're goin' to get out of it
And what's the point, We're gonna pay
Whoa
So many have died, so many out of their minds
Could ever on earth be brightened entirely
Thank your lucky stars, you've got it good, it's not hard
Just think about it
So many have died, so many out of their minds
Ask me, I'm not blind, I can, I can read all the signs
To be what you are, thank your lucky stars
People devolved that fought or they fled
So make you choice
I've heard 'em and it's senseless no
To be what you are, thank your lucky stars
Could ever on earth be enlightened entirely
Just think about it